Friday, November 25, 2005
It's Black Friday once again. I always know that my friend Rachel is out amongst the shopping nutcases grabbing for cheap televisions at 5am and elbowing old ladies. This year, however, my mother has decided to join in on the bacchanal of shopping goodness. I don't have a clue why. I think she had to take some Christmas lights back to Home Depot and pick up some toys for my cousins, thereby exposing herself to the year's most hellish of hellish shopping days for something that could've been done next weekend at half the pain in the ass. But whatever works for her.
If I see one more piece of turkey or ham I'm going to throw up my toenails. There's something incredibly unappealing about Thanksgiving food this year. Wednesday my mother's office had a huge Thanksgiving dinner, and she got suckered into bringing home much of the food, yesterday we went to my grandmother's house (the one on my dad's side) and I've never seen quite so much Thanksgiving food. I didn't even go back for seconds. Thanksgiving food is on my shit list. I think we're having bbq at our close family Thanksgiving on Sunday. Thank God.
After yesterday's eating and revelry, we finished putting up icicle lights on our house and put up our Christmas tree. It's new, it's a 7.5-footer, and we used ALL of the ornaments we have (and my happy ass might go buy some more in a few minutes). Still to do: put Santa and the reindeer in the front yard, candy canes, Christmas balls on the eaves of the porch, and a blowy uppy something in the yard. Yeah, think Griswalds.
I've done all of 5 pages of my paper. If I do 3 more today that'll get me through the conference style paper I need to present on Tuesday. I'm OK with that. I'm not against scraping.
On TV: The Eurythmics (I LOVE YOU, ANNIE LENNOX!)
Music: see above
Reading: Off with Their Heads, by Maria Tatar (again)